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Let me ease your mind Baby, you're my world Now, you done called mine Now, you can be mine (ayy, Zeuz) Let me ease your mind Baby, you're my world Now, you done called mine And you can be my baby girl Let me ease your mind Baby, you're my world Now, you done called mine And you can be my baby girl I don't know what you been told of me Sniper gang Sniper gang I'm sniper (ayy) Wait! Baby girl, I really think you her That ain't 'cause of yours, these bitches can't compare You the only B I hit on her period I let you down a couple times, you still takin' me serious I drive you crazy, livin' fast, shit be havin' you furious If you lose your life to the streets, who gon' be there for the children? It's like a camera when I flip, don't it flash when it start clickin' They was slanderin' a nigga, ain't have nobody to feel me These niggas be tryin' so hard to be a killer, it kill me Why PnB Rock had to die? I cried the whole flight to Philly I just wish my brother Cool was right here to experience And when a thug cry tears, it's serious Got a lot of people dependin' on me, Yak, you better get it right And, nowadays, the OGs needin' the young niggas advice I used to wish that I was born rich and white Thankin' my life, I probably never been a snipe Let me ease your mind Bring you in my world 'Cause you done crossed mine Want you to be my sniper girl Let me ease your mind Bring you in my world I look into your eyes And think about our baby, girl Let me ease your mind Bring you in my world I look into the sky Lord, thank about my baby girl I don't know what you're used to But I'm a Sniper, bae I'm not those lames, I'm not a baby Wasted your time, but this how I'ma make it count That why I got you you those APs These fuckin' blogs and all these niggas love to talk 'Til I put her up on SayCheese Everybody in Dade the biggest killer 'til a lil' nigga come and take your breath You ain't official, you bitter ain't got no skrilla That why you hate yourself Steady startin' a business, you and everybody itchin' It's like you chasin' your death Nigga almost 50, still chasin' the street image Should be ashamed of yourself Before you leave, you think you'll find another me Bae, don't play yourself Niggas be depressin', got nothin' left to look forward to But death, he tryna race for Hell Got a death wish? Ready for a bitch to do you somethin' quick, or you gon' take yourself Know you be grapplin' with your family So when it happened to you, ain't gon' care
Writer(s): Derek Garcia, Jesus Bobe, Bill Kapri, Nathan Lamarche Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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